Think I’ll live-tweet my being sick. See y’over on the twit. The tweets’ll surely be stellar.
Dude. Remember making yourself look sick so the school nurse would fall for it? I’m not even faking. Waaaaaa.
Probably I’m mostly overtired with a little cold, just on the edge of Real Sick. Enough to cancel work and play get togethers and trade two hours of child having today for four on Sunday. I hope I don’t regret it.
After damaging a wooden chair last week by scraping it with a butter knife, my younger daughter cried and wanted a bandaid on it.
Our cat just carefully peeled off the bandaid and left it on the floor.
I fuCKING LOVE THIS ELVIS GIF
- fucking floor guy killing it on the sax
- the fuckers on the ladder
- jimmy-bob in the back dancing like a prospector who found gold
- the motherfucker who just appears swinging a trombone like he’s fucking fighting a swarm of bees
- and fucking Elvis hobbling around like he lost his crutches
I just figured out what people mean when they refer to “IG.”
(I don’t use it for a lot of reasons, foremost among them is someone who is NOT ME has “serenebabe” as their username. Fuck that shit.)
swimming pools are so weird man we dig holes in the ground and fill them with liquid we cant breathe in and then spend an hour or so at a time trying not to drown in it
Our president is a very handsome man.
While Slim Shady held quite a bit of sexual appeal for me, I’m sharing this because it is SO SILLY.
Others may disagree, but I find this t-shirt’s neckline to be way too low. It’s uncomfortable and the men’s eyes that don’t avert themselves makes me feel weird. Since I’m not feeling “sexy,” I’m not going to tag it. But, I thought it appropriate anyway for one of today’s tag meme things.